Why do we still feel like Taylor Momsen is the world’s rebellious teenage daughter? After all these years of her punk-rock look, after she’s spent years on the road fronting the Pretty Reckless, we still cringed a little when we saw pics of her onstage with Marilyn Manson earlier this week at the Golden Gods Awards. No, Taylor is not Cindy Lou Who or Jenny Humphrey. She is her own woman, with her own style. And she’s not even going to give you the names of the places she bought the clothing she wore for this morning’s Big Morning Buzz Live performance, just in case you’re some kind of poser trying to steal her look. Just kidding — she just didn’t know. Scroll down anyway and see what she had to say about it.

Taylor is wearing a leather jacket that’s so old “it’s like my other skin.” She has ruby rings because that’s her birthstone and Ray Bands “because it was too early.” Her tights are “old and gross,” but those boots are brand new. She bought them in Philly yesterday and describes them as comfortable, “good morning TV shoes.” Somehow, we imagine they’d be OK for evening shows too!

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Let’s be honest, February is not one of the year’s most stellar months. Not only is every man and his cat penniless from the festive period, it’s still months before the sight of girls frolicking in parks and leaping for Frisbees in summery dresses is once again a common occurrence. (Note: if you do see any semi-clad girls doing this over the next few weeks, as much as you might initially feel aroused, it’s almost certainly a sign of mental imbalance and you should escort them to a medical professional immediately. Or lend them your coat.)

But there is at least one reason to be cheerful. And that is the awesome new issue of FHM. It’s a good ’un, and we promise there’s enough brilliance over the 150-odd pages to beat any winter blues that may be attacking you into a mushy pulp of joy. For starters there are some very sexy pictures of some very lovely girls, including newbie rocker Taylor Momsen and her adult superstar chum Jenna Haze. There are also a bunch of meaty articles we reckon you’ll enjoy reading, including an investigation into whether footy is still racist. On top of all that, there’s a photo of a monkey holding a mug on page 39. And if that doesn’t put a smile on your face, then you’re obviously dead inside. Either that, or your family were murdered by a rabid tribe of monkeys when you were a child and it’s provoked horrific flashbacks. In which case, we’re deeply sorry.